In Need of Money

Huo Mian didn't get much sleep the night before. With big dark-circles under her eyes, she got up and made some plain congee and two omelet rolls, which she took with her to the Fourth People's Hospital.

It was a good thing that she worked the night shift today and was therefore free during the day. Although she was tired, she couldn't let Zhixin neglect his studies to take care of their mother.

"Mom, I brought you some food."

"Get it out of here. I'm not eating it." Yang Meirong was still throwing a tantrum.

"Even if your appetite isn't that good, you should still have some. It's really good. I made it myself, and I guarantee it's clean. I'll leave it right here."

Leaving the breakfast on the table, Huo Mian tidied up a bit and walked out of the room.

After Huo Mian left, Yang Meirong scanned the food on the table, and her stomach gave a traitorous growl.